So, Dad dropped us back at the house where he cut the wire as close to the tire as possible and then proceeded to drive to the tire store. He decided if we were going to have a blow out it was better not to have everyone, including two children, in the car. After everything was fixed, Dad came back to pick us up so that we could finally drop him off at work. By this time, Bubeaner and Bubita were not too thrilled about getting in and out, in and out, of the car. In fact, Bubita proceeded to cry the last 15 minutes of the drive back. Bubeaner, being so considerate, spent that time screaming at Momma about his Bebe crying in case Momma failed to hear the deafening screams from the back seat.
Bubita and aunt Pau sneaking some loving at the office
Sadly, we were not able to make it to Bubeaner's gym class due to the tire incident and thus changed our other plans for the day. It left us with a more relaxed schedule. This was great because even though Bubeaner slept through the night (in his own bed!) and woke up at 730a, he was pretty tired by 11a. We attempted to let him take a nap in the trundle of the day bed in the nursery. This will be his bed when Bubita moves to the crib. He found it entertaining and actually settled in for a a few minutes. But this new found freedom was a little too much for Bubeaner to resist. He was soon off climbing off and on the bed and playing with the few toys in the nursery. He ended up in the crib crying. In fact, Meme'Licia had to sit with him in the nursery to calm him down. Momma only made him cry harder; he may have realized Momma hates to hear him cry. He's such a little con-artist.
It was not that long ago that he was actually IN this car seat.
He's grown so much!
We made an unscheduled trip to the doctor's office in the afternoon. Meme'Licia was following in a separate car in case we ran too late. We were separated by traffic. Those few minutes made Momma appreciate Meme'Licia a lot. Momma had to carry Bubeaner, the purse and diaper bag on one arm, push Bubita in her stroller on the other. Thankfully Meme'Licia caught up with us as we were heading in to see the doctor. Bubeaner did not like the nurse (she was a new one) and was about to start crying. He also did not let her get anywhere near Momma. And a little bit later, Bubita started crying...again. It would have been quite an interesting visit with both kids in the exam room.
Sadly, the doctor did not have good news. It appears Momma has developed mastitis, but we are hopeful that the prescribed medications, along with home treatments Momma is already following, will take care of it. Otherwise, it means a visit to the surgeon on Friday. Yuck!
Bubita sure likes to pose for photos.
We walked across the street from the doctor's office to see aunt Pau at her office in the hospital. Now that we've moved further away we don't see her as often; we miss our aunt Pau. Bubeaner really enjoyed spending a few minutes with her. Of course, our visit was a little longer because Bubita decided she needed to eat. The girl is like her brother when it comes to food. They are not patient at all. Bubeaner was entertained with a cup of fruit during that time. It also helped that he was in Bubita's car seat and could not get down and run around. He actually finished all of the fruit. Hopefully we won't have tummy issues later.
Bubita was bathed upon our return and after Bubeaner ate and went to bed. She was actually enjoying the refreshing bath water and staying awake. It's been an improvement from relaxing so much she slept through her baths or even pooped in the tub a few times. She actually cried when we took her out of the tub.
Afterwards she spent a few minutes talking with Momma and Dad. She's becoming such a conversationalist! We love to hear her cooing. Bubeaner is also improving on his vocabulary. Or maybe we are just getting better at understanding it. But it does appear that he enunciates a little better every day. Today he said "rana" (frog) clearly while we were reading a story with a frog in it. It made us smile.
And today we noticed Bubita smiles as soon as she sees us. It warms our hearts that our presence brings her joy. Bubeaner and Bubita's presence bring joy to our lives.
3 comments:
so why does mastitis mean going to the surgeon? I had it with Wendy and I'm confused because it was a lot like flu symptoms, and the soreness.
Oh, and I've had a few moments like that with my boys telling me the "baby is crying Mommy," so I feel your pain. Of course now the baby tells me she is crying, so it's three telling me that.
I had mastitis 3 times with Lauren!!!! Once I got antibiotics and kept feeding and pumping, I felt much better!!!!
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